i finally have a little free time, and what do i do? i went and got a bottle. i thought i had it beat, i really did.
it still goes down nice and smooth....
sometimes i amaze myself.i have apparently screwed things up with the dreadlocked german girl before there was really anything to screw up. she should be a man and call me.
tsk...i can't have booze and drugs without friends...and i don't even have any booze or drugs. it's not fair.
i want booze and drugs and jacksonville friends...oh...and sex. yes. i want it all...now!
In the overuse my mind, I seem to have broken a few hearts.
Oh, and it could be worse than cock-a-roaches. Two words I shudder to say -- jumping spiders. Just smack my wrists a few times, and hand me the blade. That's a world well worth leaving.